Chapter 4: Strike (Part 2)
Certainly, a night raid is not a simple matter; if it is set for the hour of the rat, it is basically about right
In just a moment, several enemy soldiers perished in this manner, creating a vacancy that allowed a large contingent to begin approaching the enemy camp
However, a figure has quietly infiltrated and begun the harvesting operation... The mountain dwellers always approach silently, and then, with a swift motion, they strike cleanly and efficiently
The enemy forces are stationed within the county town, which originally had a city wall. In the past, to enter the county town, one would have to open the city gates. However, the situation is different now; the destruction caused by the war has rendered this town wall in ruins, making it virtually non-existent.
Due to the lack of meat, this was almost a common ailment among ancient armies, resulting from a deficiency of vitamin A in their diet, which caused the retinal rod cells to lack the materials necessary for synthesizing rhodopsin, leading to night blindness
"Rest assured, adults, we mountain dwellers do not suffer from this illness." Mountain dwellers hunt frequently and consume meat, which in fact prevents them from falling ill
The long sword pointed directly at the place where Wang Shoutian was located
General! General! the enemy soldiers shouted, at this moment, the mountain villagers had already begun to panic and instinctively scatter in flight
"General, the enemy is launching a surprise attack! They have already breached our defenses!" a bodyguard rushed in, shouting.
Wang Shoutian did not find it strange; fighting is a matter of life and death, and one must be cautious. Wang Shoutian instructed: "Everyone should use their rations, no fire is allowed, rest more, and we will engage in battle at midnight"
People often say that "Guilin's landscape is the best under heaven"
Although Wang Shoutian was well-prepared for the brutality of the battlefield, witnessing a large number of people rushing into the camp, he was immediately confronted with several long knives crossing and slicing through the bodies of the enemies. In an instant, the sounds of screams and furious roars intertwined, and the piercing, dull tearing of muscles and bones echoed incessantly.
Use the bow and arrow! Wang Shoutian immediately shouted
Hey, Chen Xiang intends to use this as a stronghold to establish Jishui County, thus driving two thousand displaced people..." Wang Shoutian revealed an excited expression and responded according to his memory, saying: "Wulang, you can send someone to investigate the situation.
A mountain dweller was about to resist, but suddenly a flash of blade light appeared, and blood immediately splattered.
Hiss... there are not just hundreds of people inside, right
"Kill, charge in!" He Wulang immediately responded, waving his hand, and hundreds of people surged forward like a swarm.
Well, with this night raid, we are even more assured of success
He Zhon rushed forward, and Su Hu along with several personal guards had already followed suit
Thus, the outcome has been determined
General, we are here! The guards are already near the camp, and some have immediately responded, rushing out from the camp. Most of them, like Chen Xiang, did not have time to don their armor and only took their weapons to join the battle
At this moment of life and death, there are surprisingly no sworn protectors by my side
Almost simultaneously, it roared: "Boys, kill this man; he is the commander of the enemy forces"
No!
"Yes, my lord!" He Wu Lang's expression was serious as he gave a few instructions before several agile mountain dwellers disappeared from sight
After calling out twice, He Wulang finally reacted. He personally took out his bow and arrow, and with a "puff," he shot down an enemy soldier, shouting: "Shoot them dead!"
Suddenly, there were screams of death and chaos ensued, as dozens of enemy soldiers, unprotected, fell one after another.
The number of people is not large. He Wulang observed carefully, made a gesture, and immediately several agile individuals with skills and expertise slipped inside.
Chen Xiang jumped down from the bed in a rush, not having time to put on his clothes. He drew out a long knife, and with a swift motion, the two women who had been sleeping on the bed were instantly splattered with blood and killed on the spot
At this moment, the sounds of killing are echoing outside.
This scream was extremely sharp and tragic
In the midst of a chaotic world, Wang Shoutian from a previous life also studied the art of combat
There are still enemy soldiers patrolling. In the darkness, torches and some soldiers can be faintly seen
The battle cry raised by just a few hundred men was enough to send the timid soldiers into a state of panic.
"Kill, charge in!" Chen Xiang shouted angrily, casting a glance at the battlefield.
Then, the entire army approached cautiously, and no sound was to be made. Wang Shoutian issued the order, which was specifically commanded by He Wulang. Four hundred men gradually moved closer to the enemy camp under the cover of night.
Wang Shoutian felt a chill in his hands and feet. Although there were only a handful of more than ten opponents, they were clearly the elite of the enemy forces, charging in unison with few able to withstand them. Especially when he saw He Zhong instinctively evade his charge without fighting back to the death, a deeper sense of dread surged within him.
"By the way, can you fight at night?" Wang Shoutian suddenly thought of a serious issue, night blindness, and hurriedly asked.
Not good! The enemy is coming! There is an enemy attack! After a brief moment of tranquility, chaos immediately erupted in the enemy camp, and soon someone began to shout in panic.
At this moment, the sky had completely darkened.
"Brother He, what should we do?" A startled exclamation, and it turned out to be Su Hu
It is more likely a backlash of fate; to defy destiny and attempt to kill a sixth-rank general, is it really that easy
However, upon seeing Wang Shoutian, his complexion suddenly changed dramatically compared to the books.
A general wielding a sword roared in anger, leading a group of over ten people who charged forward, stabbing and hacking. The defenders in front were momentarily thrown into chaos, suffering continuous casualties.
Almost simultaneously, the sound of killing erupted, and within the general's tent, a commander suddenly awoke
The time of one watch passed in the blink of an eye, and the mountain villagers sent out had already returned. They first reported to He Wulang, and after a brief conversation, He Wulang revealed a look of joy and approached: "Indeed, my lord, you have remarkable foresight. There are fewer than 300 soldiers in the camp, the rest are all refugees. We can fight!"
A river meanders gently down from the hills, its waters calm and clear, visible even from the hills above. In the distance lies a shattered city.
The mountain dwellers suddenly came to their senses; while those in front were still entangled, those behind had already drawn their hunting bows and shot forward with a series of thuds.
As the name suggests, night blindness refers to poor vision or complete inability to see in dark environments or at night, commonly known as "night blindness." It results in unclear vision and difficulty in movement during nighttime or in dimly lit conditions
This was originally Jishui County, but after several battles, it has become dilapidated and has already been abandoned, with only two to three hundred households remaining. Wang Shoutian said: "The enemy commander Chen Xiang is right here in this camp."
Chen Xiang let out a furious roar and charged forward with an unstoppable momentum
Zhang Yi should respond accordingly.
Charge in and eliminate the resistors. Be careful not to stray too far!
Kill, go in and kill!" Wang Shoutian immediately reacted, shouting angrily
The opponent, being a general of great merit, immediately detected the central command, seeking survival amidst death, and led the vanguard to charge forward.
"Sir, the time has come," He Zhong reported in a low voice after another hour had passed
He killed two women, Chen Xiang raised his knife and roared, blood gushing down from the blade: "Where are the guards!"
Regarding this command, He Wulang found it very reasonable and gave the order.
However, the mountain dwellers are, after all, just mountain dwellers, not special forces. When yet another patrol soldier was killed by a mountain dweller, a scream suddenly echoed in the silent night
In fact, Wang Shoutian believes that in the ancient times without industrial pollution, every place was like Guilin; of course, this is viewed from the perspective of 21st-century people on Earth
Originally, there were only three hundred soldiers in the barracks. After a night raid, over a hundred of them were killed before they had a chance to resist, struck down by random blades. Some attempted a temporary resistance, fighting valiantly, but they lacked suitable weapons and organization, leading to their continuous slaughter. In the end, the remaining group finally gathered, reduced to merely a few dozen individuals.
Four hundred people lay on a hillside, gazing into the distance
By now, it is nearly midnight, and most people have long since grown weary and have fallen asleep
You want to kill me, but it is not that easy!
This is due to one's own inadequate deployment, as well as a fundamentally shallow foundation
In just one episode, the characteristics of the elite and organized nature began to manifest. Chen Xiang wielded his long sword with great force, killing several people wherever he went, brutally tearing apart the mountain villagers.
This military camp has now become akin to a battlefield, with figures harvesting lives everywhere, the sounds of wailing incessant, and the clamor of fighting unending. The three hundred soldiers who originally remained in the camp now lie dead across the ground.
At this moment, the autumn scenery meets dusk, with thick clouds and mist lingering in the sky. As the sun sets in the west, it breaks through the gaps, transforming into streaks of rosy hues, rolling with golden scales of light
Zhang Yi understood the situation clearly. He drew his long knife and led his team of strong and valiant warriors, launching a series of attacks. Zhang Yi had an excellent grasp of combat and strategy; wherever there was an attempt to gather forces, he would appear there, instantly stirring up a storm of blood and carnage
Under the night sky, this county town appears to be so tranquil
We will set off after resting for another hour said Wang Shoutian as he looked at the sky
Chen Xiang's pace was not very fast, yet no one could approach him. In just a few minutes, he had already slain several mountain villagers who attempted to block his path. Instantly, the soldiers of the enemy army, who were on the verge of collapse, were invigorated and began to rally around him.
Wang Shoutian could not help but feel a severe wave of nausea; however, at that moment, it was absolutely imperative not to vomit. He gritted his teeth and commanded, "Zhang Yi!"
At this moment, Zhang Yi, leading the dental soldiers, charged forward, similarly like a sharp knife, tearing apart and dividing the enemy's resistance, with blood and flesh splattering in his wake
Wang Shoutian shouted without a moment's thought: "Kill them, they are the enemy generals. Whoever brings me their heads will be richly rewarded!"
This group of individuals has just formed a team. Although each member possesses strong combat capabilities, directly attacking the camp would undoubtedly lead to significant losses. The only viable strategy is to approach stealthily and launch a night raid on the enemy camp
Historically, Chen Xiang rebuilt Jishui County, establishing it as a stronghold for invasion, until it was eliminated two years later
As he watched the enemy general charging in with a furious roar, it is said that facing a life-and-death crisis can unleash unexpected potential. Wang Shoutian was no exception; suddenly, the previously stagnant and condensed righteous energy within his body surged forth, emanating heat from his dantian, rushing towards his limbs and bones. With a low growl, he gripped the sword hilt and forcefully drew out the long sword.
He gritted his teeth and drew his knife, secretly despising himself for trembling and feeling fear on the battlefield. He roared, "Charge forward."